Vivian clapped her hands in response when the play came to an end. Staring at the man who had played the lead in the play who bowed at the audience thrice before disappearing behind the red curtain which was drawn to her disappointment. She didn't find him to be attractive as a person but he had fascinated every woman in the room with his performance to Leonard's dismay.
Not long ago he had declared her to be his and here she was looking at the man with interest that slowly boiled the blood that flowed beneath his skin pale skin.
"It was so beautiful," said Vivian, getting up from her seat. Stretching her legs that had begun to feel numb, she saw the men who had been playing music disperse from the sides, leaving the front of the stage completely empty as the audience began to move out, "I knew there was something about the piper from the very beginning. I don't think anyone would have guessed for him to have killed his sister," she gushed as they made their way out of the box.
